The Adventures of Little Bewildered Henry eBook

Perhaps my little readers may like to hear something
of poor Fidelle. Soon after her visits to the
abbey, she had two little pups. One of them died,
but the other Henry reared with the greatest tenderness;
while its good old mother, beloved and even respected
(which is not generally the case with dogs) by all
the family, lived to an advanced age: and when
she died, they buried her in the garden, under the
spreading branches of an old sycamore tree.

Little Henry, trained in the love and fear of God,
grew up one of the best of children. Every where
he went, the blessing of God was with him, for Christ
was his friend: and when little Henry had committed
a fault, he would apply to his kind Saviour, who was
then always ready to procure God’s pardon for
him. In the course of time, his mamma taught
him the following little poem.

Thou Friend of my childhood, and
Guide of my youth,
Thou Father of mercies, and Fountain
of truth;—­
Protect and direct me wherever I
stray,
And bless little Henry each hour
in the day.

When up in the morning I rise from
my bed,
O, let thy kind angels be plac’d
o’er my head;
And when at my tasks, at my school,
or my play,
Still bless little Henry each hour
in the day.

When night spreads its shade o’er
the waves of the deep,
And Henry is sunk in the stillness
of sleep,
O, still let thy poor child be dear
in thy sight,
And bless little Henry each hour
in the night.

Finis.

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